BIG CITY GIRL LYRICS FEE EYES SHUT MIXTAPE

BIG CITY GIRL
BY FEE


Try so hard to maintain this life
Hit club and its all so live
Walk up stairs and your skirt so high
Overslept and you missed your flight
Your boyfriend waits at home
Goes to sleep, hand on his phone
Just incase you feel alone
He’ll be there for a good phone bone
Two pills every four to six hours
Keeps you calm, and keeps you empowered
Coffee break and one bird bath shower
“Aint I see you that party at Howard?”
“…Naw man that wasn’t me”
“Yes it was, in the graphic tee,
Kissed me after we smoked that tree
Remember me, yungin, its Marquis”
“I don’t remember, sorry”
How’d I even get in that party?
Shirly temples and calamari
Life’s a handle of straight Bacardi
Somebody stop me quick
Before I text some dumb ass shit
Why’d I have to go get this ripped
I was ‘posed to stick to the script
Hit McDonalds and rap my order
Park and fill the meter with quarters
Where the hell is my phone transporter?
Think I just kissed my bosses daughter.
Oh, you too pilt to drive?
That’s okay, girl, I got your back
Where’s the keys to the Cadillac?
Left on red and a right at Sacks

I got this, focus hard,
Damn I left my license at the bar

Maybe I should park in the yard
What the fuck? Is that another car?

Oh naw that’s just a house
Ima make it back safe, no doubt

My phone is ringin wow,
Its my boyfriend lemme pull it out
Tell him how my night got so wild and
I actually feel I cant live without him
Where’s my phone in this pocket-book
Steer with one eye, the other looks
And ill look back and forth and be good
Oh, I think I gave it to Brooke,
Remembering what I said
Something bout something that I said
Grab the phone and hit delete that thread
Ignore the cars coming straight ahead…